While I was still a young pup of 17, I was a cadet in the local Fire Dept, that had a underwtaer search and rescue outfit
My best friend and I had enrolled in a OW class, in order to dive with the outfit. We were allowed to go along for the training dives, but no tanks until we were certified. so My friend and I were just snorkeling around. The drill was to search for a ficticious aircraft that had supposedly gone down in the quarry. After a hour of searching, one of the divers asked if a car, would do, as he had found one down there. They hooked a reference line down to the rear bumper, and were working on running the plates thought the police to see who it belonged, to. My buddy and I got permission to hold our breath and go down to look at it. we were really excited to do this, as it was after a"car" so down we both went. I was in the lead on the rope. I knew what we were going to see, but the terrain was not even, and there was a knob with a bush on top, we had to go over, following the rope. when I topped over the rope I ran straight into a green slimy, chrome, and red thing (the tail light) It scared the bejesus out of me, and I couldn't get out of the water fast enough. I didn't care what anyone else thought, I was getting out of there. Turns out, my buddy had the same reaction. the whole dive team got a belly full of laughs when they saw up coming up like twin polaris missles. Kinda embarrasing for two macho young man.